Burnin' Down the HOUSE !

All the skies are... BROWN (& GRAY) in the Vereinigte Staaten /U-Knighted Schtates, from Ragin' fires in Canada + NJ, ta the DUMPSTER FIRE they'ze makin' of the entire NAY-SHUN an' all've YOUR-UP too!

Riddle me this Batman, what smells like a wood stove is burning when there’s no stove lit because it’s June, you nit? What clouds the skies and brings tears to yer eyes? What makes permeates your cloak and makes you choke?

FIRE Batman, and SMOKE! Ha ha, it’s YOU, you Comical Caped Crusader! I’ve managed to set YOU on fire! You and your little town too. Gotham City is aflame! (I’ll BURN all 50 states before I’m done, you Misguided Masked Moron!)

The fire rages, it spreads from SEIZE TO SHINININ’ SEIZE!

TODAY in NewYuk (the schtate, not the shitty which we dun left), we woke up (all meanins’ of that word!) to a BROWN & GRAY sky an’ BURNIN’ EYES an’ we’re coughing like nobuddy’s bizness. We kin see “clearly” now whut’s up… AN’ Miz Daisy here is not happy.

Local air quality, nice there’z a map ya kin check: HAZARDOUS.

From all I gather, techni-cully, it’z comin’ from the burnin’ fires in Canada (see above, that’s courtesy of the Globalist Goon Squad…) but it ain’t only up “northwayz” here; we got friends left in the Mouldy Apple that’re also gettin’ hit with acrid smoke from New Joisey where they’re all burnin’ the friggin’ Pine Barrens (former site of joyful homeschoolerz campin’ weekends, not any mohr…). Nice. (not)

BUT it ain’t just TREES a’ burnin’—smells like WTC week’ve 9/11.

THERE ARE CHEMI-CULLS, NOT just wood… They’ze doin’ a Palestine, ILL. on us NOW !!!

…emphasis on that ILL. The ILL-NOISE they started in the MIDWEST is upon us NORTH-EASTERNERZ now y’all. An’ frankly, NOBUDDY came to save THEM, an’ now NOBUDDYz gonna save US up here northwards.
BREATHE DEEP while you sleep….

I turned all the air filter mash-eenz on high.

I’m still coughin’ (hopefully not coffin’ !) Now since havin’ kids—an’ bein’ the main one responsible fer teachin’ ‘em proper n’ polite vocabulary n’ good grammar, Daisy gen’rally tries ta avoid cursin’ but it’s times like these when ya have no words ‘cept this ONE:

SHIT !

Now it’s rilly hittin’ the fan (litter-alley the dang wind, which they also monkey with, an’ which is blowin’ harder n’ mightier than a Tempest Storm!). Dagnabbit, they ARE BURNIN’ DOWN THE HOUSE!

Which house? All’ve ‘em—own nuthin’ be heppy, live in a POD you do not OWN. They’ze sure takin’ down The White House (sym-bollock-ly so far… just wait!), but also OUR HOUSE of We the People i.e. this Nay-Shun (now a’-shambles), this U-Nighted States (lights out folks…), the “house” we live in! YooHoo, YOUR-UP, yer timez comin’ too! (They’ze burnin’ yer trash fer heat fergawdsakes…)

So I say oy n’ golly moses, David Byrne, so aptly named, you said it! (you SUNG it!)

Not ta mention these kinda houses too… burnin’ up…

Country on FIRE!

An’ folks, this wuz NOT the week fer our car (aka The Clampett Mobile!) ta break down…but she’s an old gal an’ a tad leaky (it’s about her trans-mission fluids folks an’ nope that has nuttin’ ta do with drag queens convertin’ folks ta their causes!) So given that she’s in the shop, it’s not like we kin take off an’ head South to ‘scape the dust bowl here’bouts. It DOES look like we’ze in Joad country today tho…

An’ we git this just when the nayshun’s already turnin’ inta a litter-all dumpster fire in the Meed-Eee-Ya… below iz The North Face’s “hot mess” poster gal Patti Gonia (whom I just wrote ‘bout here…)

Talkin’ about BURNIN’ OUTTA CONTROL —first in Palestein, ILL an’ now here in the North East (tho’ them that control turned on the flames…).

LEMME add something too…purdy important…

FOR THE PAST FEW DAYS THEY CAPPED THE SKY WITH CHEMTRAILS an’ BLOCKED THE SUN…

So when ya fill the sky with the chemi-cull stuff it sorta puts a CAP on the atmosphere—makes it like a Hot Air Balloon so nuttin’ kin carry away all the toxic paticu-litz… An’ even sun cain’t get thru.

It’s like pollution swirlin’ “IN SITU”—I’m full-out SURE this wuz planned an’ the atmosphere wuz PRIMED…

SO (ta bring the Burnin’ DISCO-TECH, emphasis on that dastardly hi-“tech” inta our homes) while we cough up a lung ‘r two—may I ask if this IZ the Last Dance of the Summer?

Seriously y’all, my girls are askin’ me, “Mama is this the apocalypse?” — I’m not goin’ all Noah on y’all but my girls are are only SORTA jokin’ cuz they know more than a littel ‘bout NWO n’ all…

FOLKS TODAY IS 6/6 (aka 66)

June the sixth an’ even though I ain’t superstitions, them durned Satanic Weenies like ta SIGNIFY!

Meanwhile my head is poundin’ like it’s a bongo drum! (yup, I got natch’ural stuff fer it here but still…)

So, I think since they’ze BURNIN’ UP the JOINT we gotta uplift our spirits with some appropriate musicale entertain-mint!

There’s a lotta good tunes ‘bout BURNIN’ UP (strangely) so I guess we gotta boogie sum’ while ROME burns folks.

We’ll be startin’ with Disco Inferno (check out them fine moves y’all!)

This is from the day when John Travolta used’ta be easy on the eyes (ha!) but I gotta say this horry-bull smoke ain’t!

Cue up….

MEANWHILE, as the fires burnnnnn hot … David “BURN” sung it like he meant it!

Gotta share a FINE COVER’a this ‘un too given that TOM JONES is always “on fire” — he’d even git a polar bear in a snow bank ta work up a sweat at his shows! (Seen ‘im live! an’ yeah, I know he had ta take a break after he got the jabberoo n’ fell ill but that man gave a REAL show!) Anywayz… I’d ruther hear Tom burn white hot on stage than see all the burnin’ goin’ on OFF of it…

Meanwhile, while the OUTDOOR air is horrible, gotta tell y’all the INDOOR AIR STINKS too! BAD…. As I said, this is shades of 9/11…

THIS IS NOT BURNIN’ TREES folks…
Mebbe dioxins an’ more—LOTSA ADDY-TIVES…

Somebody do sum’ testin’ PLEEESE cuz THEY’ve DONE US A NUTHER’ PALESTINE, ILL (ill is right!) I FEAR!

What’s the whirled comin’ to when we got dolts like this “settin’ the woods and other stuff on fire” fer $$$ ? (Used ta mean sumthin’ else back in the day!)

GIVEN GUBBAMINT ARSON is upon us, who needs one’a THESE ?….

When you kin have one’a THESE ? (kills 2 birds with one stone, fouls the air indoors AND out—an’ “kills” peepul too! whoopppe!) :

Let’s Call on Dolly! She’ll tell ya how it is!
(Click on the album ta send ya inta her “flame of desire”):

An’ then THE KING’s gotta sing! (not King Charles the Spaniel but the REAL KING here!)

Of course the ULTIMATE burnin’ song is Light My Fire (sadly “they” burned poor Jim up too…)

Most songs ‘bout burnin’ are about LOVE, funny no? But LOVE is surely the FLAME we DO wanna keep goin’ in the dark daze ahead y’all… NO MATTER WHUT.

BUT meantimes what are we humans to do…

dang?! ??? Curse? Dance? Fry some chicken? (actually that’s on 2-nites menu!)

Mebbe come on at ’em swingin’ an’ give ‘em some’a their own Hellfire n’ medi-SIN?!
I do like that idear… indeedy I’m sure the late musical maverick an’ mega-womanizer Jerry Lee had some GREAT BALLS’ve FIRE an’ he’d a used ‘em TOO
(goodness gracious)!

Dangwolly, this one too is a’ course is very APT today (an’ a good rocker too!):

I’m NOT SURE where this FIRE n’ BRIMSTONE rainin’ down on us’ll go, but I’m CERTAINLY prayin’ fer us ALL on this dark an’ SMOKEY day! Sendin’ blessin’s wherever ya are (hopefully somewhar with better air!)

What I DO know is this:

THIS Lady is NOT for Burning!

Nor am I neither! Keep on fightin’ them FIRES y’all ! All’ve ‘em!
Daisy

NOW ya kin buy me a cuppa java if ya like, alwayz grateful fer y’all!
https://ko-fi.com/daisymoses

PS WHY? WHY oh Why oh Why-Oh would they do this?
I assume most’ve y’all KNOW in-2-uh-tively cuz the baddies have been at it so long but I’m a’ gonna give y’all a short list herewith:

PPS don’t fergit ta laff! It pisses off them globalists no end!
(an’ by all means bring on them marshmallers!)

Leavin’ you with a veritable moment of ZEN (take it away, Mae!):